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I don't remember the beginning as always, but there was a conversation with someone about running, after which I actually started running (most likely it was a bet about technique or something like that, as if I knew everything, lol). I started near my former school, then through some unknown courtyards, and then I remember it being evening on the street, and while running past a pretty girl, I slowed down. She noticed this, said something about it, and I replied that I was just tired and decided to rest for a bit by slowing down. After that, she walked a little ahead, turned around, and said something again, and I answered her again, and we started talking. By the way, at that moment it was winter on the street, I think, judging by her winter clothes (or she’s crazy). Now we are standing at the bus stop and chatting; she is waiting for the bus, and in order not to interrupt our acquaintance, we decided to exchange contacts. I didn't take my phone with me on the run and couldn't write down her number, so I decided to give her mine. She gave me her smartphone so that I could enter the number myself or something like that. Having done that, I swiped the screen, scrolling through some messages until a video appeared, which automatically started playing. The recording was from prison, where guys had another person hanging and were inflicting injuries on him. He was all covered in bruises, cuts, etc. And I ended up seeing the moment when one of the tormentors began cutting off a piece of meat from his leg with a knife, such a small hollowed-out piece (that's what happens when you watch something reckless before going to sleep). I immediately turned everything off and froze. In fact, I don't quite remember if I managed to enter my contact information or not because I held the smartphone in my hands for some time and hesitated about what to do next. Then somehow this guy from the video appeared. It turned out that he was her ex or something like that. He started persuading me not to stop communicating with her, saying that we should exchange contacts and stuff. Maybe she said something too, or maybe she just stood there silently. Anyway, as I understood it, this guy wasn’t worried about what happened; he was probably some kind of masochist, and those guys weren't random people either. Perhaps she asked them to do this to him; I don't know why, but he didn't mind, given the situation. This made me even more doubtful because by interacting with her, you could end up in a similar situation, and refusing to interact would also lead to problems. It seemed that avoiding such situations might be easier in the first case. Here, I think I woke up. Although I still remember a fragment where I am walking around some apartments with a girl (maybe her), as if we are choosing one of them or looking for something. But did this happen before or after? I don't remember.
As I understand it, the meaning of the dream is that if a girl starts talking to you on the street, you should be careful because they usually don't do that.